Chapter 3: Dodge
"Why are you here so late?"
The samurai guarding the gate clutched his hungry stomach, took the food handed by the maid, and immediately devoured it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Before the time for the shift change, the samurai under the window and at the door were all drinking and talking to each other about trivial matters. It is only at this time that their vigilance is at its lowest.
One of the samurai yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Why, why are you suddenly sleepy?" β
"Haha, it was the girl you did yesterday who was so powerful, I squeezed you dry."
"Hey, don't say it, that girl was really yesterdayβ" The samurai lowered his head and snorted abruptly.
"Hey, what are you doing..."Before the words fell, the samurai who asked the question also fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Ash got up from her seat, folded it a few times, and the bedding on the bed was neatly folded into a tofu shape by her and thrown out of the window. Then she jumped out of the window and fell into the soft quilt.
Fortunately, the building is only two stories high, otherwise in its current state, even if there is a soft quilt underneath, it will inevitably burst out again.
Alyssa hid in the corner of the wall, watching the gray figure gradually fade away, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
The ash is so powerful that he knows that the flower juice of bitter grass can make people fall asleep through a special processing method. Fortunately, bitter grass can be seen everywhere, and even Alyssa, who can't go out, can find a large area in the rockery and corner.
However, the effect of this grass-made sleeping juice was only for a few minutes, and Alyssa prayed in her heart, and the god of light was above, hoping that Ash would get out of here safely!
The plan wasn't very well planned, but it was done well in a hurry.
Thanks to the help of Elisa, who has lived in Silmilan since she was a child, Ash is not familiar with the complex structure of the place, but it is no problem to find a few places to hide for a while when encountering patrol guards.
Besides, how can there be no secret passages in a place where this kind of business is done? Ash's strength is gone. But the experience and vision are still there, but in just half a day, she has safely left Silmilan and entered the city of Mosa.
The city of Mosa was a large city near the capital of Al Junla.
If the capital of Earjuna, Malazar, was the center of politics and culture, then the city of Mosa was the center of economy.
It's a night city, the magic lantern never goes out, and the dancing and entertainment don't stop for a day. Gambling,* and the black market are all characteristics of Mossa.
During the day, people are also a little more reserved, but at night. It's like tearing off the virgin's membrane, and everyone is going crazy.
People in all kinds of strange costumes walked down the street shouting, and all kinds of people in scantily clad clothes hooked their shoulders. teasing the similarly scantily clad women on the side of the road, sometimes bursting into laughter.
In an alley on the side of the street, a mercenary is pressing a woman down against a wall and working hard. The woman seemed to be cooperative, but if the mercenary looked up and saw the woman's expression. You will find that her face is bored, completely different from the seductive moan that comes out of her mouth.
The woman only hoped that the mercenary would end soon, so that she could take over other people's business. A mercenary can only do a few dozen copper coins once, and the time is long, so it is not cost-effective at all. So she clamped her thighs and prepared to contract her lower body hard. Maliciously hoping that the other party will have premature ejaculation.
While she was calculating her income for the past few days in her mind, the woman suddenly felt a gust of wind and looked up. But he was suddenly frightened, and his lower body shrank suddenly.
"Ouch, baby, you're too tight." The mercenary praised and checked harder. But the next moment he felt a blow to the back of his head and fell violently.
A terrifying undead creature appeared in front of the woman. It was it that hit the mercenary.
The woman shuddered as she watched as the undead quickly stripped the mercenary of his clothes and put them on, put on his weapon, and tore off a large piece of clothing on his body, covering her face.
I have to say that as soon as such an undead spirit dressed up, the horror level immediately dropped by 80%. The woman exhaled as she noticed that the undead was a human woman, a discovery that made her feel a lot more relaxed.
She rolled her eyes and said, "What's the matter, it turned out to be a person." β
She rubbed her legs, which had slowly stopped shaking, and wiped her skirt casually on her lower body.
At this time, she heard the noise of looking for someone outside.
"Damn it!"
The woman immediately stepped forward to pull the ashes, and after being flashed by the ashes, she scolded, "What are you hiding, follow me." β
"What are you doing here? Want to get caught? β
Ash frowned slightly, but followed anyway.
She followed the woman all the way through and through, and finally came to a dilapidated house.
The houses here were like the slums that Ash had seen in Eseolan, the imperial capital of the Heroic kingdom, nay, even more dilapidated and dirtier than there.
"Look at what, get out, I don't have anything to eat here, don't come here, or I'll kill you!"
The woman raised her fist fiercely and shouted at the emaciated paupers around her.
She beckoned Ash into her hut, a trembling, but sturdy wooden house.
"Sit casually, although I am a little messy, dirty, and small here, it is absolutely safe, and you can rest here with confidence."
She searched for a long time under the planks on the ground, and threw a small black dough to Ash. It's hard, and mildew can be faintly visible on it.
"Hungry, huh? Eat it. Don't be suspicious. That's what I have in stock, and I haven't had time to buy new food. And today's business has been disturbed by you, so it's good to give you this. As she spoke, the woman nibbled on the black bread in her hand.
Ash glanced at her lightly, didn't say anything, smelled the smell of the dough on the tip of his nose, confirmed that there was no danger, and then slowly ate it.
"Those soldiers are annoying, if they want them to find you, they will inevitably rip off the money in your entire purse, and call it some kind of protection money."
"A whole ruffian."
"By the way, why did they arrest you?"
"Although they are annoying, if they want to arrest someone, they don't dare to shout on the street so openly."
"Ah, do they really have some orders?"
The woman looked at Ash and asked curiously, "Did you hook up with someone you shouldn't have hooked up, or did you steal something you shouldn't have stolen?" β
Then she glanced up and down again. laughed and said, "But I think you're so ugly, it's impossible to hook up with others." Who wants you? β
"Tell me, did you steal something and hide it somewhere?"
At the end, the woman suddenly thought of something, made an exaggerated expression, and said, "Oh, could it be said that you killed someone?" β
Ash did not answer. The woman "cut", scolded a few words, and began to tidy herself up again.
The woman held her hair up high. Wipe the face clean, revealing a young face that is less than two years old. In her business, if you want to make more money, you have to dress yourself up cleanly. A dirty woman loses her appetite when she sees it. What other mercenary wants to buy you?
Before leaving the door, the woman pointed to the small jar in the corner and said, "Well, there is still water there, you can drink it yourself." I still have to take over the business. I'll take a look at the situation for you later. β
Ash quietly finished nibbling the bread in his hand, and then scooped a spoonful of water to moisten his throat.
The water in this small tank is not clean, like accumulated rainwater. It smells of earth. Ash didn't dislike it, but swallowed it all.
In the past, she had drunk even real muddy water, gnawed tree bark, and eaten grass roots. The water is already clear.
Standing between the tiny houses, Ash did not give up his vigilance.
Acquaintance with Molika and others. Let her know that there are people in this world who help others for no reason - just because they are kind. But... This does not mean that she will give up her vigilance when she sees any so-called "kind" stranger!
She habitually probed her surroundings.
The three-legged table, the small stool with a missing opening, the old blanket, the old dresser, the wooden bed that seemed to creak as soon as you lay on it. There were only a few items of clothing in the broken closet, a few stuffed in the drawers below, and it was strange that under those few clothes were neatly folded a few short skirts worn by the little girl.
There were also two silver coins and thirty copper coins hidden under the wooden plank. Other than that, there was nothing in the house.
Confirming that there was no threat here, Ash relaxed some of his nerves, closed his eyes, and recuperated.
It wasn't until midnight that the woman came back from outside.
"Wow, what are you doing sitting here? Dress up as the undead! β
She seemed to have drunk, muttered a few curses, and then fell into bed again, and fell asleep. The copper coin fell from her waist and slammed into the ground with a crisp sound.
Ash glanced at her slightly, then closed his eyes again.
For a week, Ash did not leave the hut, and ate black bread every day, and occasionally the woman would give her some white bread that she had bought outside.
Every time the woman relied on the money from selling her body, she would carefully hide it under the wooden plank the next morning.
Since the night when her copper coin fell, but Ash didn't take the opportunity to take it, the woman hasn't been on guard in front of Ash.
"It's just right to have you, you can help me keep an eye on the money."
The woman smiled shyly and said, "By the way, the day before yesterday, I saw that the soldiers who were looking for you were not so active, and I will go out today to see the situation, there should be no problem." β
She rummaged through the closet with only a few clothes, and when she went out in the daytime, she always had to dress up carefully, so that the mercenaries who fancied her would come in at night.
Seeing Ash's eyes fall on the short skirt that she had rummaged through, the woman smiled slightly and said, "I used to have a younger sister. β
"If she could grow up, she would be fifteen or sixteen."
There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, a hint of sadness, and finally she shook her head violently, shaking off those emotions.
"Okay, I'm out."
Ash nodded and continued to close his eyes.
In fact, the woman didn't know that Ash was recuperating her body.
When she was in Silmilan, she kept her eyes closed like this. Others only think that she is giving up on herself, but they don't know that she is feeling the elements around her.
The strange magic array under that cliff was the culprit that caused her to lose her strength. But the internal force and magic that Ash originally thought were gone, but in the past period of time, it has slowly recovered.
There is only a trace of internal strength, and it has not grown, so she can barely make her look inward.
As for the magic power, Ash found that the magic attributes that were once manifested on the outside had left her, and the magic power that was restored now was the dark magic that had been repelled by the light element, and it slowly increased as Ash meditated.
This made Ash breathe a sigh of relief.
To be honest, she was used to surviving in the dark, and the kind of light that was wrapped in the warm element of light was not something she loved.
Although the magic power is not as good as that of a magic apprentice now, he still has the ability to protect himself.
It's not that I haven't been down, it's not that I've been seriously injured, but this time it's just a repetition of what I've experienced, just another time - a new beginning.
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